Friday, 17 January 2014

Dark Fiction - Burn

Burn

By Casey Douglass

as part of #fridayflash 

My insides hurt. Worse than that time I swallowed a measure of Dad’s best whisky when I was four. I got such a hidin’ for that. He turned his back for half a minute to do somethin’ at the kitchen table, an’ I walk in in my little red dungarees, lookin’ for somethin’ to drink.
I remember the sunlight shinin’ through the dusty window. It was that late arternoon light that washes everythin’ and makes it look real pretty. It shon on the shot glass, the golden light hittin’ the already magic lookin’ liquid. I think my young mind just knew it was somethin’ grand. Why would it glow like that? I snatched it from the table and gulped it right down. God did it burn!
Dad turned around when the coughin’ started and swore at me when the glass exploded on the tiled kitchen floor. I don’t know what bothered ’im more. The mess, the sick little kid, the wasted whisky. Could ’ave bin all three. Could ’ave bin somethin’ else entirely. Three days my tummy ache lasted. All I could manage was bread an’ milk. I remember bein’ most upset by not bein’ able to eat my sweets. The shop down the road sold chewy jelly worms that always fascinated me. You could bite’em in half, stretch’em, suck on ‘em. You name it, I tried it. Always my favourite. I couldn’t do that now, stretch’em and whatnot. Not with my teeth. I’d swap this tummy ache for that one any day though. Now all I’ve next to me is a small plastic cup thing with thick green liquid inside. The sun is shinin’ on it now, but it ain’t golden. Still burns goin’ down though.

--THE END--

 


11 comments:

  1. reminds me of some of my childhood misadventures. One particular being me drinking from a glass, I really mean biting, as I managed to swallow the a large piece of it. Frightened my mum and gran.

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    1. Sounds nasty. Kids do the silliest/most dangerous of things. :-/

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  2. Damn sounds painful. Here's to childhood misadventures.

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  3. It sounds like that whisky really messed up the narrator! In more than digestive ways.

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  4. Kids, who's have 'em, eh? :-)

    This story certainly has the ring of truth to it, the things we got up to when we were growing up, sometimes life's most precious lessons are learnt this way.

    And as for those jelly worms? Oh yeah, they had those around when I was young too.

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    1. I used to buy one long worm walking home from school. It lasted me the twenty minute walk to my door, swallowing the head (the best part!) just as I entered my driveway lol.

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  5. I can just imagine a little kid being attracted to that gold liquid - but now I'm intrigued as to what the liquid is that he is drinking now and why he's drinking it.

    Nice Story - welcome to Friday Flash. ^_^

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  6. This is the first time I've considered how much whiskey would look like apple juice to a small child. It's a good point.

    I liked the (intentional?) ambiguity of the green liquid at the end -- medicine or absinthe?

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    1. Actually the ambiguity wasn't intentional, I was firmly thinking of medicine, but yes it could be absinthe too. I'm glad you pointed that out as both endings still make sense lol.

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  7. I don't know why but I thought the green liquid was actually bleach, or some form of cleaning fluid. That would certainly burn!

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